Beat the Monday Blues XXXVI.

The reason why there were no posts the past two Mondays is two-fold. The computer I’m writing and editing all this stuff on is as slow as one of those tourist slow walkers who are “taking their time” to “smell the coffee” and “take it all in” while you’re trying to catch the freaking bus, already late somewhere. It takes it ages to do pretty much anything. Open Explorer? Let’s check emails on the phone. Open Chrome? Let’s go through IG stories. Open another tab? Better wait for another tab to close first before waiting for a new one to open.


It takes twice as long to crop the memes, upload them, arrange them, write the words, edit the words and all that. The silver lining here is that I can do other stuff at the same time. Draw, fold my clothes, tidy up, find a cure for cancer and such. So these past two Mondays, after no thought at all, I decided that staying in bed and snoozing for another hour or so was a more enjoyable prospect ๐Ÿ™‚


As it would probably had been the case this morning as well. However, the pressure of pilling quantities of unreleased meme screenshots was concerning. The idea of losing my shit over the computer freezing to the simplest tasks of, say, cropping a photo, let alone 30 of them, did certainly not feel encouraging. A two-session division was made. Sunday evening I crop, Monday morning I write and edit.


To my surprise, no shit had insofar been lost. It’s all pretty much still here ๐Ÿ™‚ Thanks mostly to the pleasant surprise I received first thing when I checked my phone… It’s actually when I checked my phone first thing. She wrote ๐Ÿ™‚ She shot me a message in the style we’ve been communicating via social media – a link to a tune ๐Ÿ™‚ She was away for the last week and there was no sign of her. There were two main scenarios going through my head. I either fucked up something really badly the last time we’ve met and am being full on ghosted or she’s like me when she travels – too much happening, can’t be bothered responding, I’m on a fuckin vacation!


In effect, Monday began with a “Heureka!” moment. One where running naked down the street is easily forgivable. Instead, I tiptoed excitedly but quietlyย down the stairs to the kitchen to make some celebratory cuppa. Cause people are still sleeping. Well, one person. Who I don’t like all that much anyway. Also, dressed, cause that’s what I was anyway. Nevertheless, the spirit was there ๐Ÿ™‚


There’s a cyclone coming our way. Looking out the windowย I’d say it’s already here, just maybe not as strong on the East coast as we’ve been led to believe. Whatever the strength, I’ve stayed in bed all day for less. Much less. Much much much less. I’ve stayed in bed all day for no other reason than not having a proper reason to get out. Also, with the message this morning, some of my insecurities also decided to stay dormant for a little while. At least until they have to take a piss and start wondering why she hasn’t responded yet ๐Ÿ˜›


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